The Dollmaker of the DanMachi World

Meitellia was especially innocent. Ming Ge had appeared at just the right time and carried an air of mystery about him, which made Meitellia quite fond of him.

"Today's lesson is over~"

A week passed quickly. After reviewing Ming Ge's progress, Meitellia could not help but smile happily. "It seems I really am a good teacher. Of course, Ming Ge is a good student too."

She no longer addressed Ming Ge in awkward Chinese, only pronouncing his name with similar sounds.

After all, if Ming Ge was going to live in this world, he would eventually need to use this world's language. That would also help him fit in better.

"Good job, good job."

Ming Ge gently stroked Meitellia's head, then pinched her cheek.

Though they still could not communicate perfectly, he had learned some vocabulary. With some guessing, everyday conversations were no longer a problem.

Come to think of it, ever since he had transmigrated, Ming Ge felt that his learning ability and comprehension had improved tremendously.

Whether he was studying or doing anything else, everything had become remarkably smooth.

If this was a cheat, it somehow felt like a leftover scrap.

"Hehe."

Meitellia wore a smug expression that made her look incredibly cute.

The two of them had done quite a few intimate things like this over the past week.

As time passed, he had completely let down his guard around Meitellia and genuinely come to like the girl.

Gentle, kind—she was practically a heaven-sent wife.

That reminded Ming Ge of the protagonist in Re:Creators, who had driven Shimazaki Setsuna to suicide simply because he was jealous of her talent.

To throw away a heaven-sent wife like that, he must have been trash beyond saving.

Ming Ge thought of himself again.

In a world like this, having no power still made it difficult for him to feel at ease.

For an innocent girl like Meitellia to have grown up safely in this city, her family must have protected her very well.

Ming Ge had even imagined scene after scene of being humiliatingly put in his place. Fortunately, over the past week, he had not met anyone besides Meitellia.

The Two's Potato Croquettes

No matter how uneasy he was, Ming Ge knew that what he needed most right now was to learn the common language of the continent and understand this world.

Thus, he could only suppress his unease and rapidly absorb knowledge while growing closer to Meitellia.

No matter what world one was in, "knowledge" could serve a purpose equal to "power."

"You've been in Orario for over two weeks now, right? Do you want to go out and look around?"

In order to make sure Ming Ge could understand her clearly, Meitellia spoke very slowly.

Ming Ge knew too little, so Meitellia could only assume that he was someone from a remote country who had somehow been brought here.

That meant he should also be curious about Orario, the city known as the center of the world.

"Is your body really all right?"

Ming Ge asked with concern.

Over this time, Ming Ge had learned just how frail Meitellia was. She would be out of breath after walking only a few steps.

Meitellia did not go out often. Her three daily meals were delivered to her doorstep, so she would not go hungry even if she stayed inside.

They were far more plentiful than that first loaf of bread. It seemed that day truly had been an accident.

Even now, Ming Ge still felt that it was wonderful that he had met Meitellia.

"It's fine. I'm not that frail."

Meitellia said with a light laugh.

Seeing Meitellia's cheerful expression, Ming Ge said no more. Besides, he truly was full of curiosity about this world.

Although the lack of a proper "translation" had kept him from recognizing this world for so long, it did feel familiar to him.

From what he had seen in Orario on the first day, there were no people casting magic all over the streets, nor were there mages flying through the sky on magical tools.

Everyone traveled on foot, though he occasionally saw people who could run faster than cheetahs.

The tough-looking adventurers he encountered on the road did not possess the aura of "strong people," either. Instead, they seemed more like thugs. Clearly, this was merely an ordinary little city one could find anywhere.

Even if it was only a small city, it had quite a few demi-human races.

Long-eared elves; all kinds of beastfolk with sharp senses, such as catfolk, dogfolk, wolfmen, pigmen, tigermen, foxfolk, and more.

There were also little people around a hundred centimeters tall, dwarves who were broad but not short, and boldly dressed Amazons.

He had even seen several people who were terrifyingly beautiful, so handsome they barely seemed human. Though they were smiling, they made his entire body go cold as if he were facing Cthulhu.

Almost none of these otherworldly people seemed easy to get along with. Someone as innocent as Meitellia was simply rare beyond belief.

Ming Ge felt that he should know information about this world.

Now that his grasp of the language was enough for rough communication, it was necessary for him to actively learn about this world.

"Then let's go."

Ming Ge made some preparations, then went out with Meitellia.

She wore a black Lolita dress, her white hair lightly curled, and a gentle smile always rested on her face. She looked like a flower.

"The air is nice."

Feeling the fresh air, Ming Ge could roughly guess that this world probably did not have a very complex industrial system.

The two crossed a street and soon arrived at a main road.

Ming Ge looked around. It was novel, but that was about it.

He did not see weapons or strange tools displayed everywhere. Instead, there were mostly everyday necessities.

Things like grain, fruit, and meat.